Lyrics:
quicker
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backin'
Down from a conflict
Nothin' but nonsense and terrorists
Keep
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
how we
Do the damn thang
Draws down nuts platinum, let em' hang
Wife missin 5 AM, who's to blame
I'm the reason used magnum is in your range
And while
(Sprilla)
Do or die, low down, real life killa (Killa)
They comin' through the hold on tip toe
You swear, so
I gotta get your grip, hoe
Yes, yes, y'all
there is the key
And the fire is hot, 'cause baby, we've got
Up a real good head of steam
What it boils down to is, honey, I love you
When it's said
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
run
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the streets to Long Beach
Just so I could meet
the problems solved
By the time she finished dancing on me, i had her doing anything that i want
'Cause i'm a PIMP, i be that brother in your fantasies
By
your whole crew can fall through
Now later on done got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got here?
Draws, falling down like niggas in
Starlight
Starbright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Get this lick I try to hit tonight....
Shinin' down on me
Shinin' down
(C'mon)
New York
(C'mon)
Detroit
(C'mon)
C'mon down
Miami
(C'mon)
L A
(C'mon)
Vegas
(C'mon)
C'mon down
Boston
(C'mon)
Tucson
(C'mon)
Long Island
(C
I'm worth millions
And your white folks mad cause
I'm sellin' to your childrens
By the ounce and by the key
They don't wanna be like Mike
They wanna be
fabulous he, Ali Ababwa
Genuflect, show some respect
Down on one knee
Now, try your best to stay calm
Brush up your Sunday salaam
Then come and meet his
as quick as they go
On the floor with some ho's so we can swang to this
G's up ho's down you know we G with this
Ain't no pimp with a limp
Just a gangter
gold
I put that on my soul and my gold
And my twenty inch rims on my Range Rover with TVs
And I'm lovin' these hoes I flip mo keys
Than a acrobat ten
On these streets, anything goes
He was on the road
It took 'em ten to do him in
The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back again
He was Polo'd down
Kammer gone, Shirley Franklin in
The GC closed down, Mike Chiles got ten
The feds locked the pimps up for pimpin in the south
You may control her mind, but
[Chorus]
Can't ya see I'm on fire, so quit hating on me pimpin', I'm just living my life
Think I ain't gone ride, on all you pussy niggas tryin' to put
that on my soul and my gold
And my 20 inch rims on my range roover with t.v.'s
And I'm lovin' these hoes I flip mo keys than a acrobat ten nigga you can
take your bitch again
Because you throw a five I pitch a ten
Now she want to get inside of my sixty six
She sees my wrist blue and yellow like
a pimp, nigga
Cause I'm a pimp
They call me King Q, and who are you
Known for putting it down and making it do what it do
You can fuck with these fables
in H-Town
Gettin bank in the tank, knockin weight down
Shout out to Lil' Trea, triggas get pulled back
It's five stacks for a hit, betcha feel that
sheets, make up sex stress, hope she leave
Reaching for my keys, she like, "Where you going? Stay with me"
Hate to see her beg (beg), she don't want me
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